Zhu Min

It was already the top floor. On this floor, there was another household that I had never seen open their door. I had paid attention to the electricity meter by their door, which had stopped; for a long time, this household had been under renovation. I knelt confidently in front of Qingling's rented door. As usual, Qingling put the dog leash in the small cabinet by the door. She hadn’t come for a week, and it had gathered some dust. I put on the collar and then knocked on the door a few times, holding the leash with both hands above my head, waiting. The door opened, and Qingling took the leash, gently pulling it. I looked at her feet; she still had the habit of wearing a loose dress to sleep. Her legs were as thin as the rim of a cup, with a pair of delicate silk cotton socks on her feet. I always remembered her graceful figure—174 cm tall, only 100 jin, and very slender feet, size 38. This 25-year-old woman from Hunan was from high society; her every move exuded nobility.

"Good morning, Mom."

She was indeed my mistress, but I called her Mom.

"Good morning, baby."

"Come on, everyone’s waiting for you."

I followed her into the house and noticed two other guests sitting on the sofa by the bed. These were Qingling’s so-called best female friend and her friend's husband.

"Doggy, meet Jason and Zhu Min. She’s my best friend in Shanghai as I mentioned before. Her husband is very impressive, a rock climbing coach."

Jason was probably in his 30s, looked fierce, of medium build, quite strong, but his expression was kind. He nodded to me, then his gaze went over my head; he had been watching TV, didn’t get up, and was not surprised at all to see me being led by Qingling and kneeling in front of them.

"Hello, big doggy."

Zhu Min smiled warmly and stood up from the sofa. Actually, I was no big doggy. I was only 169 cm tall, while she was 177 cm. Qingling had once told me about her: 27 years old, weighing 110 jin, very healthy, just one small flaw—rather large feet, size 39, even a bit bigger.

"I’ve always wanted to meet you."

Zhu Min had casually fluffy mid-length hair, a fit body, slightly small but firm breasts, and long, strong legs.

"Hi," I said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Sweetheart, be polite, call him Uncle Jason, Aunt Zhu Min." Qingling patted my head.

"Uncle Jason, Aunt Zhu Min," I said.

I lowered my head in shame; actually, I was already 35 years old. Jason gave a perfunctory 'hm,' and Zhu Min smiled:

"You know, girlfriend, you’ve trained him well, made a grown man behave like a dog, really not ordinary, if I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it, right, husband?"

Zhu Min was from Tianjin, spoke in the Tianjin dialect, and had an outgoing personality; Jason was from Shanghai, plump in appearance but very gentle, he just smiled.

I stole a glance around. The room had been tidied up; in the past, it was only cleaned when I came, but it seemed different when someone else came—Qingling wouldn’t leave garbage all over. In front of the sofa was a very old TV, an old appliance left by the landlord. Beside it was Qingling’s camcorder, playing a recording.

"Watching your performance while waiting for you," Zhu Min said giggling.

I looked at the TV screen. There was a woman sitting on a bed, her shapely legs spread in a V, and between her legs knelt a man whose face was buried in her soft, fine-haired private area. The woman was Qingling; I was the man.

"Qingling said you made a videotape, I feel I absolutely have to see it," Zhu Min said, smiling with pursed lips, "very exciting."

"Thank you... Aunt Zhu Min," I replied, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Alright," Qingling broke the awkwardness, "sweetheart, come over to Aunt Zhu Min, she has many things to ask you." She pointed to between Zhu Min’s legs as she sat on the sofa.

"Jason, come over here."

Qingling walked over and sat on the bed on the side. Jason was still fully focused on the images on the TV.

"Jason," Qingling called out sternly.

Jason looked up and saw I was already kneeling before his wife.

"Oh, sorry," he stood up.

"Come here," Qingling beckoned Jason with her finger.

Jason walked over and sat down next to Qingling. I knelt down in front of Zhu Min. Zhu Min bent down to look at me, her fingers curling my chin to make me look up.

"I really like your short films," Zhu Min said with a smile as she looked at me.

I looked at the screen again. Now the scene had changed. I was lying down now, Qingling squatting on my face. My long tongue stuck upward, and Qingling's hips kept moving up and down, my tongue.

“Mmm… "This makes my lower body wet," Zhu Min moaned, "I love seeing your tongue slip into her pussy." ”

I glanced at the bed and saw Jason was no longer staring at the TV. He was holding Qingling, licking her nipples. Qingling had a child at 20. Although her breasts were a bit soft, they were firm, and her B cup was a bit bigger, with small nipples. At the same time, Qingling slowly unbuttoned Jason's pants.

"I'm excited too," I turned back and answered Zhu Min.

“Mmm… Looks like you really enjoy licking women's pussies. ”

"Mm," I murmured.

"I understand. Just look at how you masturbate yourself."

"I really am like that, when I lick her, oh, I climax."

"I quite enjoy watching men masturbate," she said, pursing her lips with a smile.

"How long have you known Qingling?" Zhu Min asked, gently stroking the top of my head. "It was your mom who said that for a dog like you, you have to suck your fur often." ”

"Well, maybe four or five months," I replied.

"She said you gave her oral sex very, very many times."

“对，”我拘谨地干咳了一下。我会伺候她的生活，做她的仆人，做她的狗，也会用嘴巴满足她的性需要。

“知道吗，庆龄有回和我聊天，她告诉我，你们想玩一回四人帮，”祝敏探出手，伸进我体恤，捏我的乳头，“她还说，虽然你是她的奴，不过有时也允许你舔别人。”

“是这样，”我说道。她的手指用力玩弄我的乳头，我努力保持镇定，把手垂在两侧跪好。

“她说这算是对你这条好狗的奖励。”

“这是最高的奖励。”我回答。

“她告诉我你都怎么伺候她还有其他女人来着，”祝敏脸上挂着猥亵的笑容，“她问我，有没有兴趣让你舔我的屄。”

祝敏脱掉上衣。

“她总是和我说怎么和你虐恋，你怎么伺候她，让我兴奋的，我就告诉她我很乐意让你舔我屄。”

我看了看旁边的床上。庆龄上身已经脱光了，此刻正在脱下她的内裤，Jason一边热烈地吮吸着庆龄的乳头，一边把自己的内裤脱下扔到地上。

祝敏贴近我，嘴唇凑近我的耳朵。

“我老公操她的时候你想舔她屄吗？”祝敏耳语道，她的舌头弹了一下我的耳垂。

“嗯，”我说道。祝敏的头发扎在我的脖子上，我不禁颤抖了一下。“如果妈妈她命令我这么做。”

Jason现在站着，他的双手托着庆龄的脸庞，用自己的阴茎插着庆龄的嘴。庆龄坐在床上，身体向前倾，一只手抓住Jason的阴囊，另一只手抓住他的屁股。咕叽咕叽的响声从她的嘴唇上传出来。祝敏注视着我出神地观看另一对儿。

“我老公非常喜欢别人替他吹，”她说，把我的脸扳向自己，手指托起我的下巴，“但他从不舔我屄。”

"Why?" I smiled shyly, "You're such a beautiful woman, someone should always be licking for you." ”

She pouted playfully.

"But my husband wouldn't do it. He said if I wanted someone to give me oral sex, I had to find an old guy who's completely withered and can only lick my pussy." ”

"Well, I understand," I said with a smile.

Zhu Min stood up from the sofa, straddled my legs, and sat on my lap.

"Qingling said you're no good. You have to lick her pussy to get hard, really?"

"Yes, it's true," I said, looking up at Zhu Min's curious eyes.

"She said licking pussy is your greatest function."

"Yes, that's about it."

"So you became her dog slave."

"Yes, I really like serving her," I said, "especially like licking her." I admire her, admire women, want to be a servant to women, a dog, and serve women. ”

I caressed Zhu Min's slightly larger feet, caressed her lovely tops with my fingers, then leaned down to kiss them, cupped her feet, and gently sucked each toe in my mouth. Zhu Min enjoyed it in ecstasy.

"Looks like my husband got what he wanted," Zhu Min turned to look at the other two, "When will I get what I want?" ”

I glanced at that pair of people. Qingling's hips sat on the edge of the bed, several pillows placed behind her waist, and she lay down. Jason was between Qingling's legs, his arousal slowly thrusting inside her jade entrance.

Zhu Min's fingers reached for the zipper of my pants and quickly unbuttoned it. She pulled out my limp, lifelong manhood, kneading and twisting it. Suddenly, she grabbed my hair with her other hand, and I kept moaning.

"I almost forgot, your mom told me that with a slut like you, you have to control yourself at all times. Grab things like hair, and if you control it well, you'll turn against the dirty."

"I wish my husband's cock was like yours. I'd rather it never get hard," Zhu Min whimpered, her lips pouting like a little girl. "Maybe then I'll have a filthy dog to serve me too." ”

Her bright red nails dug down my soft glans, and I began to moan.

"Do you really like me like this?" She smiled and said, "Do you like it when your cock is being tormented?" ”

"I like it," I gasped.

Zhu Min twisted my penis, pulling it downward until I moaned in pain.

"How about this?"

"Very comfortable, thank you, Aunt Zhu Min."

"What an obedient scumbag," she said with a smile, "If I had a dog, I'd do this all the time." ”

Zhu Min looked down into my eyes, teasing her by bringing her erect nipple to my lips. I understood the signal and leaned in to take it into my mouth.

"If I had a filthy dog, I'd tie him to the bed and make him lick my pussy. I'd whip his cock. I'd twist it, pinch it, hit it back and forth until it was sticky everywhere." ”

Zhu Min had both hands between my thighs—one grabbing my manhood, the other pulling and twisting the tip. As she spoke, her eyes never left mine, and a cold smile hung on her face. Clearly, her fondness for these tricks was as much as the pleasure I got from them.

"Guess what I'll do with that paste?"

"I don't know," I said, panting.

"I'll smear it on my pussy and then make you lick it clean."

Obviously, Qingling told her everything about my love for licking her own semen.

Zhu Min's fingers twisted and kneaded my penis, and I felt my glans start to ooze mucus, smearing it onto her hand. Zhu Min looked down at me, wearing a cold, humiliating smile.

"Do you know who licks the semen off my pussy later, and who licks the pussy I've been fucked?" She pushed my mouth away from her own nipple and raised her finger in front of me, "This person...... How about this? ”

I looked at her fingers, my mucus flowing down from above. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. She asked as she smeared the sticky fluid from her fingers onto my tongue.

"It's me," I whispered as I licked her fingers, "I'll listen to Aunt Zhu Min, serve you, and lick your lower body." ”

She asked again, her face mocking with surprise:

"You want to be my dog too?"

She happily slipped her finger into my mouth.

"Really, Aunt Zhumin," I sucked more fingers into my mouth and mumbled, "as long as you order me like this." ”

"Oh, I really like ordering you around. I really want to see you in such a dirty way." Her fingers squeezed the front of my glans hard. "To be honest with you, Qingling and I have already discussed it. Let's swap." ”

She reached down again, then put her finger to my lips. This time, I smelled the scent of her jade door—her jade door.

"She told me she likes real men who are pretty hard, big guys, and she also said you're just a sex tool, not enough to fully satisfy her. I'd really like to try using you as a sex toy. ”

I smiled shyly.

"What about your husband? Does he agree?"

"Hehe, we're already an old married couple. Actually, we've bought lots of sex toys ourselves to play with. Besides, Qingling isn't an outsider—we've known each other since we were kids. Back then, we agreed not to argue over men, and sharing with men is fine." Zhu Min said with a smile.

"Yes," I said, looking at Jason and Ching Ling.

Zhu Min slowly stood up and withdrew her finger. She stepped back and stood in front of me.

"Strip naked, you little slut." She spoke in a tone full of authority.

I first took off my pants, then quickly took off my shirt, shoes, socks, and underwear, completely naked. Zhu Min took off her skirt. She wasn't wearing any underwear at all, leaving only a pair of black knee-high stockings and shiny black high heels.

I looked at Zhu Min's slender body and moaned. Kneeling on the ground, I couldn't help but start masturbating my swollen manhood.

Zhu Min turned around and stood with her back to me. She bent down and poked out her round, soft buttocks toward me. She carefully shaved the pubic hair on her genitals.

"Lick my ass," she ordered.

I leaned forward, pressing my lips against Zhu Min's buttocks. I gently kissed her smooth flesh, then traced circles with my tongue, slowly licking deep into her buttocks. My tongue gently licked and slapped there, then plunged deep into the valley between her buttocks.

Zhu Min moaned contentedly as her face moved back and forth against her buttocks. She spread the muscles of her buttocks, opening her deep valley a bit, while my tongue explored and teased inside. She began to caress between her legs, caressing around the jade door, her fingers slipping into her soft labia.

"Right here, so ......" When my tongue touched the wrinkled opening, she softly called out, "Lick, lick where." ”

I knelt on the ground, stretching my neck and gently pressing her buttocks against my own face. My tongue pressed tightly against her small anus, and Zhu Min's body trembled with excitement.

She spread her legs wider, using both hands to spread the muscles of her buttocks. My entire face was buried in the crack of Zhu Min's fair, tender buttocks. The tip of my tongue pressed tightly against her buttocks. Zhu Min's fingers gripped her buttocks, trying to spread them apart. When she felt my tongue slip into her anus, she let out a moan.

When my face slipped between her buttocks, Zhu Min put her hand behind my head and grabbed it tightly. She pressed my mouth firmly against her anus, and as I pushed my tongue deep into her forbidden area, I heard her whimpering. My mouth pressed tightly against her small anus, almost breathless. When I felt her muscles slowly relax, I gently withdrew my tongue, then slipped back into that wet gap. As my tongue entered her deeper and deeper, Zhu Min cried out in ecstasy. Every time my tongue entered, she pulled my head back.

Finally, my entire tongue pressed into Zhu Min's vagina. Breathing was difficult, because my mouth and nose were pressed tightly into the valley of her hips. My head was pushed back to the extreme, my neck barely able to bear it. Zhu Min knew I couldn't hold on much longer. Even though she knew I couldn't breathe, she still pressed my face tightly against her own buttocks.

My tongue slowly swirled inside her body.

After I felt like a very, very long time had passed, Zhu Min let go of her hand, and I moved my tongue inside her one last time. Zhu Min's body trembled slightly, and with a reckless moan, she squeezed my tongue out of her body.

Zhu Min turned back and looked at me kneeling on the ground. She felt my saliva inside her vagina, sweat glistening on my face. The smile on her face was wicked. Zhu Min pushed me to the ground, her feet pressed tightly against the sides of my waist. She spread her knees, exposing her crotch in front of me.

I moaned softly, lifting my face and sticking out my tongue. Zhu Min looked down at me, a lecherous smile on her lips.

"My little wretched slave, are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, Aunt Zhu Min." I said, my tongue twitching suggestively.

My eyes sparkled with admiration as her indulgent pink lips slowly parted like blooming flowers. Zhu Min stepped forward a little and squatted on my face, placing a finger on her moist clitoris and gently caressing it. I saw it was already wet. The crystal-clear, sticky juice gathered around her clitoris, pulling fine threads and dripping into my mouth.

I cried out excitedly and swallowed it. My tongue licked the juices from Zhu Min's vulva until it was clean.

Zhu Min crouched even lower, letting my tongue slide into her parted lips, drinking the lewd aphrodisiac fluid. I hummed softly, licking the petals overflowing with love juices.

"Lick my pussy," she said coquettishly, "Hurry and lick my pussy, I want to fully enjoy your tongue." ”

Zhu Min's fingers gripped my hair tightly, moaning softly as she moved her hips back and forth. Her jade door bullied me with her power, shamelessly pressing down on my face, my extended tongue, and my nose and brow ridge.

Stimulated by Zhu Min's vulgar words, I sucked and licked her genitals even harder.

"Lick it quickly, you filthy slave, suck my pussy." Stick your face in, filthy dog, lick me until I climax! ”

I licked, sucked, sucked, licked. For me, lost in Zhu Min's tender, juicy petals, time seemed to stand still. I felt my manhood gradually erect; I gripped it and thrust with my hand, twisting and pulling at times. At the same time, I indulged in licking Zhu Min's wet jade door while sneaking glances at Qingling from the corner of my eye.

Qingling knelt by the bed, her elbows propped up, her hips arched, moving back and forth like pistons in rhythm with Jason. Jason stood behind her under the bed, slowly thrusting his thick penis deep inside her jade entrance. Obviously, he had already come at least once, and I saw his sticky white fluid dripping continuously from Qingling's wet vagina.

My attention returned to Zhu Min, and she began to let out soft screams. Zhu Min stood on tiptoe, resting her hands on the sofa, pressing her genitals against my face, rubbing it back and forth.

"Oh, you damn slut!" She shouted, "I'll spray you all over your mouth." ”

I looked at Qingling again. She was still in that position. Jason's hips were thrusting rapidly, and he was about to explode. Qingling turned to look at me and Zhu Min.

Qingling's gaze met mine. She smiled, teasingly licking her lips with her tongue. Her mouth moved, and I could tell she wanted to speak. My attention was focused on her lips.

"Are you ready?" She asked, panting.

I nodded under Zhu Min's crotch.

Qingling glanced at me lecherously and shoved Jason away. She stood up, grabbed Jason's arm, and pushed him onto the bed, spreading his legs. Jason lay down on the bed, his thighs resting on the edge. Qingling turned around, her back to Jason, and plopped down on his crotch.

I looked at Qingling's spread legs, her penis swelling. Qingling held Jason's shaft and placed the tip against Yuhu's lips. I felt a jolt of my penis.

Qingling shifted her hips, slowly placing her vagina around Jason's penis. As the shaft slid deep inside her, her lips parted in pleasure. My penis pulsed rhythmically.

"Zhu Min," Qingling called softly.

Zhu Min closed her eyes slightly, straddling my mouth, her face showing a wild expression. Qingling called out anxiously. Zhu Min lifted her eyelids and turned to look at Qingling.

"Bring him over, Zhu Min," Qingling said, pointing to the ground between her legs.

"Wait a little longer," Zhu Min said a little annoyed, her hips quickening her movements. "Can't you wait a little longer? I'm almost done." ”

"There's plenty of time in the future," Qingling said, "he'll keep licking for you. The longer you don't let him finish, the longer he'll lick." ”

"I know. It's been too long since I came out to a man, this bitch is amazing. ”

"Alright," Qingling said reluctantly, "but if he lets you come, you won't feel so satisfied." ”

Zhu Min lowered her head to examine my penis. It was struggling hard, and Zhu Min felt it was rock hard. Suddenly, she realized I was about to come. She quickly pressed down on my forehead and pushed my mouth away from her own vagina.

"Stop," she scolded, kicking my hand away from the base of her. Zhu Min looked me straight in the eye and slapped me hard.

"Did I let you touch yourself? You slut!" She threatened, standing up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." My lips burned with pain, and I felt the salty, fishy taste of blood in my mouth. I looked at Zhu Min's beautiful, scowling face, a shiver running down from my back to my crotch. There was no trace of joking on her face; she was serious.

Zhu Min grabbed my hair and pulled me to kneel in front of Qingling, who was sitting on Jason's shaft. Zhu Min pushed me between their legs until my knees touched the bottom edge of the bed.

I watched Qingling twist on his penis, lift her hips, and then sit down again. In this position, Jason could only put half of his penis inside Qingling's vagina, while the other half was exposed, sandwiched between her two jade lips.

I hesitated. I had imagined this scene for a long time; now the opportunity was right in front of me, but I still felt unsure if I was really going to do it. I remembered how Qingling had once coaxed me—she stroked my hair, seduced me, promised to let me lick her jade entrance as long as she wanted, until I opened my mouth and took her lover's penis into my mouth. While I was giving her lover a flute, I listened to Qingling's lustful moans—she would look at me while masturbating. She moaned and whimpered, her fingers slipping into her wet jade door, her waist and hips twisting uncontrollably. She shouted at me fiercely until I sucked her lover until I came out. I became part of their two filthy tricks, licking the huge glans of someone else until it twitched violently and sprayed evil semen into my mouth.

Zhu Min's fingers gripped my hair tightly, interrupting my memories as she pressed my head against Qingling's mons pubis.

"Show me, I want to see you do it with my own eyes. Slut, lick pussy, lick real men's dicks." Zhu Min shouted.

"Hurry up," Qingling panted, "lick, lick for me." ”

I looked up at Qingling, my lips pressed against her fleshy little tumor—her clitoris. Her mouth opened into a smile, her eyelids lowered, looking at me with a lewd gaze.

My tongue brushed along Qingling's labia, and as I curled upward, I felt a smooth shaft glide over my tongue.

Qingling gripped the bed with both hands, while Jason held her shoulders, supporting her. She slightly raised her hips, leaving only the glans at the entrance of her jade entrance. Zhu Min grabbed the hair at the back of my head, pressing my mouth tightly against Qingling's open vagina and the penis that had penetrated her vagina.

I realized that if I didn't lick that shaft, I couldn't lick Qingling's jade door. My tongue licked back and forth between them.

"Oh, good..." "Excellent," Qingling moaned, looking at my busy tongue, "Do you like the reward Mom gave you?" "She asked me.

"Thank you, Mom." I whimpered.

Qingling giggled, lifting her hips slightly. Jason's penis bounced up and pressed against Qingling's clitoris. I licked them at the same time, my lips holding the smooth glans and plump clitoris, my tongue busy with pleasure.

Only then did Jason, who had been silent all along, suddenly let out a moan and whimper.

"Stop, don't let him cum!" Qingling said urgently, quickly grabbing Jason's penis and putting it into her vagina. "Quick, Jason is about to cum." ”

Zhu Min's fingers deeply slid into my hair, pulling them and pressing my head against Qingling's mons pubis, shaking it up and down. Jason moaned loudly, arching his lower abdomen. Qingling twisted her hips on top of Jason, and as he started to ejaculate, she pressed her genitals tightly against the base of his penis. Jason came, trembling as he ejaculated into Qingling's vagina.

A thin strand of white juice hung down from Qingling's vagina. Zhu Min knelt on one knee on my back, holding my head low until my mouth completely covered Qingling's wet jade entrance. Eagerly, I pressed my lips against her wet lips and sucked. I felt Jason's penis slowly slip out of Qingling's vagina, sliding down against my lips. I opened my mouth wide, sucking both lips and juices into my mouth.

Qingling's breathing had just started to steady when Zhu Min impatiently asked when it would be her turn. Qingling pushed my mouth away from her jade door and slowly descended from Jason.

"Alright, let's change seats," Qingling said, "You come here, I'll just watch from the sidelines." ”

Zhu Min and Qingling quickly switched positions, and then my lips pressed mouth-to-mouth against Zhu Min's genitals again.

"First, I want him to lick my pussy," Zhu Min said. "After I reach orgasm, I'll let him lick me while my husband is fucking me." ”

"Oh, what's mine is yours now. You can order him around however you want," Qingling said, pressing my face to Zhu Min's impatient lips, "Right, good boy?" ”

I silently took Zhu Min's vulva into my mouth.

Zhu Min greedily enjoyed my tongue. She moaned, her fingers gripping my hair tightly. She moved my head up and down, my lips curled around me, sucking and licking the jade door pressed against my face. My hand gripped my own shaft, starting slowly and then moving faster and faster. When I pushed my tongue deep into Zhu Min's vagina, she moaned.

"Good, really good...... I sucked her soft labia into my mouth, gently sucking one piece, then the other, until the entire jade gate was in my mouth.

"Oh, that's wonderful...... she moaned, "Suck me, suck me." ”

Zhu Min stood on tiptoe, arching her hips from Jason's hips. She pressed her jade door hard against my extended tongue, moaning and crying out. I lowered my head, fully focused on Zhu Min's rising excitement, licking and sucking, my tongue deeply thrusting into Zhu Min's body, thrusting rapidly.

Zhu Min screamed, her hips thrusting high into the air. Her fingers gripped the back of my head like pincers, my face pressed deeply into her sweet jade door. Her pretty face was tense, her voice soft and moaning, a shiver spreading through her whole body as she screamed and shook her hips.

A gush of sweet spring I had never experienced or tasted gushed forth, pouring into my mouth. I couldn't wait to swallow it down. Her jade gate trembled again, and my thirsty mouth tasted even more nectar.

Gradually, Zhu Min relaxed. Her hips were raised, and her hand was still holding my hair. My tongue gently slapped her labia. Zhu Min let out a long sigh, her hips landing back on Jason's lap. I bent down and kissed Zhu Min's wet, swollen lips. Jason groped his penis against Zhu Min's lower genitals, his half-hard shaft sliding over my lips and tongue. Zhu Min grabbed my hair with her full hands, controlling my head so that Jason's glans could touch her lips and my lips. Jason slowly teased his shaft over Zhu Min's vulva and my mouth.

Right after I licked Zhu Min's first wild climax, Zhu Min shoved Jason's penis into my mouth, sucking it until it was heavy, spirited, and hard enough to penetrate her vagina. Zhu Min went through several more climaxes afterward, and Jason kept trying to fill her vagina with his juices.

Qingling sat on the sofa to the side, staring at me intently. Seeing that I looked tired, she would use her foot to stroke my penis. If my penis was weak, she would pull, twist, and twist it with her foot until it was hard again. Qingling always kept me on the verge of climax but unable to reach it.

After about an hour of touching, I started to feel like I couldn't hold on any longer. Qingling pulled me up and pushed me to lie on my back. She stood above me, her feet on either side of my head, then squatted down, her white buttocks hanging over my face.

"Stick out your tongue," she ordered.

I knew what was about to happen below. I closed my eyelids and stretched out my tongue with all my strength. Warm trickles first dripped onto my forehead, then my eyes and nose, and finally flowed down my tongue. I lay flat, the warm liquid running down my face, then down my neck. When Qingling urinated on my face, I used my glove to reach my own. After a moment, the hot liquid stopped flowing, and I opened my eyes. Qingling was looking down at me, smiling.

"Now, be my toilet paper, lick it clean, good son."

I lifted my head and licked her pungent labia. I slipped my tongue into her jade entrance and sucked until she finally sucked all the pink petals clean. After Qingling finished my service, she stood up satisfied.

"Zhu Min," she said, "it's your turn." ”

I watched as Zhu Min stepped on either side of my head. She was crouching above my face.

"I want you to lick my asshole first," she said, staring into my eyes.

"You really know how to play," Qingling grinned.

"Come on, stick out your tongue," Zhu Min said.

Zhu Min lowered her hips, pressing her folded anus against the tip of my extended tongue.

"Now, kiss my asshole and put your tongue inside."

I tried several times, and finally I entered Zhu Min's body. I could shake my tongue a little, but the range was very limited. It was obvious that my tongue had been licking for too long and was exhausted. Zhu Min lifted her hips from my mouth. I kept my tongue out, mouth half open. Zhu Min shifted her position, placing her genital area on my mouth.

The warm liquid poured over my tongue again, filling my mouth. I took several gulps, and before Zhu Min pressed her weight against my mouth, I took a deep breath. Zhu Min's delicate lips parted and covered my mouth, hot streams splattering from her labia. I swallowed quickly with all my strength, until the hot stream turned into intermittent droplets.

"Oh my god," she said, panting, "I've always wanted to play this." ”

Zhu Min sat on my face until I cleaned her jade door with my tongue, then sent her to another climax.

"Are you ready, dog?" Qingling asked after Zhu Min finished.

"Alright," I stammered.

Qingling once again straddled me at a height above my face, her jade door waiting for my mouth and tongue.

"No matter what happens, never stop licking."

When she began to slowly move her jade door over my mouth, Zhu Min called Jason. He sat on my chest, his erect penis once again thrusting into Qingling's vagina, while Zhu Min sat on top of me, holding her husband from behind, caressing and kissing him. This time, Jason was already in the final craziness, almost in a frenzy, grabbing Qingling's hair, pinning her to the ground, spanking her buttocks while thrusting fiercely. But I was completely ignored; Qingling's sweet genitals were already on my forehead, only Jason's testicles vigorously moved on my face, as if slapping me, while I could only keep licking whatever I could, as Qingling commanded.

Zhu Min hugged Jason from behind, bit his ear, and whispered softly, "Honey, you're the noblest and best man in the world. Fuck this slut, go all out." From now on, she'll be your little wife. ”

Stimulated by the words, Jason shouted, grabbed Qingling's hair, and slapped her hips hard. At the moment he came, Zhu Min pulled out his penis and shoved it straight into my mouth, spraying musky fluid into my mouth.

"Drink it, drink it for me, drink my man's semen. From today on, Jason is your father. Take good care of him......" Qingling's voice rang out, almost half-paralyzed.

"Honey, does it feel good?" "Reward this slut, your pee. You're a real man. In this slut's mouth, it's only right, it's an honor for him. So wonderful." "Honey, pee, pee in that slut's mouth......" Zhu Min encouraged me while she said. Just as Jason slowly softened, a stream of urine flowed into my mouth after the semen.

At that moment, I gripped my penis and slowly moved it, rubbing it, twisting it, twisting it, pulling it until it pulsed. I arched my hips, it hung high in the air, and semen spilled out from my half-hard, arousal root.

Before placing the burning jade door on my mouth, Zhu Min looked down at my face. Everything she saw was unforgettable—it was the face of a lecherous man, showing a humble, vulgar look and a look of deep gratitude.

The next second, that moist, hot flesh slumped down and sealed my mouth, which smelled of semen. Only then did I realize: the soft buttocks that had just pressed against my forehead had disappeared at some point. When Zhu Min stood up from behind Jason and circled to the front of my head, her feet almost touched the ground and moved to the side of Mom's buttocks—her sole pressed against the still-twitching flesh, pushing off at a steady pace as if pushing aside something in her way. Mom collapsed sideways, her hair scattered on the floor, her legs still limp, her chest heaving violently. She barely made a sound, only the faint breaths after climax.

Suddenly, my face was completely empty. Then Zhu Min filled the seat.

She squatted steadily, her labia parted and pressed against my mouth, slowly rubbing back and forth as if confirming her seat. At the same time, Jason had already pulled away from my chest and stood up on the ground. The climbing coach's body showed no sign of weakness; after ejaculating and urinating, he looked lazily satisfied, his tall shadow blocking above me. Zhu Min looked up at him, reached out to pull his still-hard cock to her lips, first slowly licking it open with her tongue, then taking it in, her cheeks sinking in to suck. She pressed down on my face below, but above she was incredibly seductive, occasionally spitting out, circling the tip of her tongue around the tip of her glans, smiling as she looked up at her husband before swallowing all the way back in.

My tongue was pressed against her jade entrance, so I could only lick desperately. The deeper she took it, the heavier her butt pressed against my face; Every time I licked her to the point of pleasure, she would let out a soft moan, giving more weight to my nose and mouth. Jason's breathing grew heavier again. His hand landed on the back of Zhu Min's head, and he began to move forward unconsciously, trying to press down on her head.

Suddenly, Zhu Min spat out the thing, a silver thread tracing her lips, lifted her face to smile at Jason, her voice soft and clear—so clear that her mom, who was lying on her side, would definitely hear it.

"That's too rough, honey." She wiped her lower lip with her thumb, lifted her chin and pointed to the side, "Go mess with your little wife." ”

Jason paused for a moment, then really turned away. He walked over, grabbed a big handful from Mom's messy hair, and suddenly pulled it up. The way he pulled his scalp wasn't fun; Mom immediately screamed in pain, her knees bent and hit the floor, her whole body hanging half-kneeling, tears bursting out all at once.

"Little wife"—those two words still lingered in the air. Her mouth hung open, aching and wanting to argue.

Jason raised his hand and slapped her face. A crisp sound. Her scream was interrupted, and Mom was stunned for a moment, but her mouth was still open. Seizing the moment, he thrust his hips forward, and the cock that had just hardened in Zhu Min's mouth was fully inserted, reaching her throat.

Mom was choked so hard she contracted violently, but there was nowhere left to retreat. Jason growled lowly, just like when he had gone mad with her lower body, grabbing her hair and starting to her mouth hard—each time deeper than the last, his sac slapping against her chin, occasionally pulling out with saliva, then immediately slamming back in. Mom's hands weakly pushed his thighs, but he couldn't push them away; Kneeling and sitting, he relied entirely on the hand clutching his hair, and every time he was pushed to the deepest, he let out muffled, broken whimpers, tears and saliva streaming down together.

Zhu Min snorted in satisfaction, then pressed all her attention back onto my face. She twisted her waist back and forth, her clitoris rubbing against my nose, more and more fluids flowing down my cheeks. She enjoyed my tongue while glancing sideways at her husband fucking her best friend's mouth, her Tianjin dialect drifting down softly, as if commenting, or as if making a law for everyone present:

"That's it...... She's yours now. Dog, lick a little deeper. Let your mom take a good look at who Dad's real wife is. ”

I buried myself between Zhu Min's legs, my mouth filled with her scent, yet I could still smell the metallic stench of semen, urine, and sweat mixed in the air. Out of the corner of my eye, Mom was kneeling between Jason's legs, her hair tied into a handful, a handprint on her face, glistening threads at the corners of her lips, her lashes wet, her expression unclear whether it was embarrassment, fear, or submission that was too late to tell. With every thrust from Jason, her Adam's apple bobbed, and sometimes I could hear his suppressed roar; And every time I stuck out my tongue, Zhu Min sat even heavier on my face.

On the floor, the four of them bite together again.

The tallest was the man standing there. Not far from him was the woman sitting on my face, giving orders. Further to the side was my mother, kneeling and having her hair grabbed and being roughly screwed, just publicly called a 'concubine.' At the very bottom was me—lying on my back, tongue out, taking everything to my face.